WAR (When Arms Reach)

my sis had to do a small poem on war, and i was wondering, if WAR had always to be about bloodshed. and isn't love a battlefield in itself?

BOY

your jet black hair,

resting peacefully on my shoulder,

small mewling snores,

endearing yourself to my heart.

 

GIRL

Your honey brown eyes

seeing their way into my soul

softly smiling,

at my every action

 

BOY

Your perfect eyes,

aquamarine in the moonlight

emerald in the sun,

enchant me and chain my heart to yours

 

GIRL

Your softly spoken words,

sweet nothings whispered into thin air,

melt my icy mood.

and raise my heart.

 

BOTH:

And how i never knew you is a mystery,

missing you everyday, is heartache

loving you is what i daily beseech,

always, When Arms Reach.

Reviews

[razormuse]

I really love this! I've been reading countless morbidly sad writes & this one made me smile. I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Abbie]

great write, suggestion: instead of saying boy, girl you could like color code them like boy is blue and girl is pink..... great write!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i rate you 1,000,000/1,000,000